Moving his eyelids, Adriaan woke up from his deep sleep and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing that came into view was the simple ceiling of the living room. The morning sun shone in from the outside, and he could almost hear a few birds chirping.
Letting out a long sigh, Adriaan looked at the girl in his arms. Sarah was still sleeping soundly on his chest. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised as if she was having a good dream, but her hands were tightly wrapped around him, making it difficult for him to move.
Shaking his head with a smile, Adriaan pulled the corner of the quilt wrapped around his body and moved his body that was a little stiff from sleeping on the floor. He tried to pull the girl's arms away. But after trying several times, he couldn't get out without waking up Sarah. So in the end, he sighed and knocked his head on the floor and continued to lie on his back.
But it was this action that made Sarah react. She trembled slightly and then slightly opened her eyes. She looked around blankly and then smiled at Adriaan with sleepy eyes.
"Good morning, Eide." She said in a soft voice.
"Good morning, baby." Adriaan smiled and kissed her soft cheek. "Sorry I woke you up."
"It's okay, I should get up too," Sarah said as she tried to sit up. However, she frowned as soon as she moved.
"The first time is always painful. Although I've tried my best, some things are unavoidable." Adriaan smiled and stroked her head. "But don't worry, it will be much better after a day."
Although they had the most intimate contact, Sarah's face was still stained with a layer of red. After sticking out her tongue in embarrassment, she shyly covered her head with the quilt.
Adriaan laughed and patted her through the quilt. "You can sleep a little longer. I will go make breakfast."
He got up from the floor and put on his clothes. Just as he turned on his phone, the phone rang. Adriaan raised his eyebrows in surprise and pressed the answer button. "Hello, who are you looking for?"
"It's me, Eide. I heard from your secretary that you went to the San Bernardino National Forest. Is there a need to go on a date there?" Claude's teasing voice was heard.
"If you have something to say, just say it, Krau. I still have a lot of things to do today," Adriaan said snappily.
"Wow, wow, it sounds like you're in a bad mood. What happened? Did I disturb your lovemaking?" Claude's laughter grew louder, but he immediately changed his tone. "I say, have you forgotten something?"
"What did you forget?" Adriaan frowned for a moment before relaxing his brows with a hint of excitement. "The dust has settled."
"The dust has settled." Claude repeated, "So you have to attend a cocktail party tonight. It's going to be held at my house. Do you understand? It's at my house. "
"Got it. It's at your house, not at my godfather's house." Adriaan said, amused. "I'll be there."
After hanging up the phone, Adriaan sighed and felt relieved. He then turned to look at Sarah. The girl wrapped herself in the quilt, looking very bloated. Only her bright and curious eyes could be seen.
"Unfortunately, Sarah, we have to make a small adjustment to our schedule." Adriaan scratched his head and said.
"It's okay. You have your own things to do." Sarah seemed to be quite understanding. She just covered her mouth in the quilt and spoke in a muffled voice. "But I may need to rest for a while. You know, I may not be able to walk …"
"I'll carry you and walk. If there's a chance to hold you in my arms, how can I let it go?" Adriaan laughed and walked over. He hugged the girl through the quilt and kissed her between her eyebrows.
Sarah giggled and moved her body to lean on Adriaan tenderly. Her infinite yearning made people feel pity for her. Adriaan held the girl in his arms and gently patted her back. The sun shone in the living room like a quiet oil painting.
…
Light and melodious music, well-dressed people talking and laughing, and couples dancing on the dance floor — these were all indispensable scenes of the cocktail party. This cocktail party held in Claude's new villa in Beverly Hills attracted many famous people. Jeffrey Kasowitz of Warner, Michael Eisner of Disneyland, Sam Redstone of Viacom, Donaldson Duncan of CBS, Oliver Myers, the head of the Los Angeles branch of NBC, and so on. They were all people with wide influence in the media industry.
It was normal. The theme of today's cocktail party was to celebrate AC Media's successful acquisition of TBS. In the end, Ted Turner agreed to Claude's conditions. Claude had clearly told him that even if Ted Turner could still struggle, they had enough funds to deal with it. Coupled with Adriaan's arrogant self-display that bordered on provocation and ridicule, Turner understood that these two ambitious boys had enough strength. The unwillingness to admit defeat in their bones also made him want to bet on how far these two young people could go. So, in the end, this situation became a happy one.
"This is something to celebrate." After the cocktail party, Adriaan had to have a private chat with Claude in the study. Because of this, he did not bring a female companion.
"Of course, after planning for so long, it is indeed worth celebrating." The glasses filled with amber liquid clinked, and Claude then raised his head and drank the whiskey in one gulp.
"This is just the beginning." Adriaan did not do the same. Instead, he turned the glass and looked at the liquid inside in a daze.
"Yes, this is just the beginning," Claude echoed, sitting on the table and letting out a long sigh.
Although they didn't say anything else, both of them knew the meaning behind it. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, they were already very successful, having a lot of say in the media industry at such a young age. However, they both knew that in the eyes of people at a higher level, they were still very weak. How to protect themselves from being swallowed up, how to form alliances to further develop and strengthen on the basis of a win-win situation, these were all problems that had to be constantly considered.
However, Adriaan was far less worried than Claude, because …
"As long as we continue, Krau, this place will eventually belong to us." Adriaan raised the glass in his hand to Claude.
"You are still so confident, Eide." Claude poured himself another half a glass, then raised the glass and clinked it again. "I believe that if there is a miracle, there will definitely be a second one."
"Very good," Adriaan laughed. "Now I will give you two goals. What you do is up to you."
"Oh?" Claude raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it."
After taking a sip of whiskey, Adriaan put the glass aside, sat up straight, and looked at his best friend calmly. "Surprise and … HBO!"
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